Thursday, August 31, 2017
Her path - Photo Flash Fiction #FridayPhotoFiction
This story is written as part of Friday Foto Fiction. It is a Weekly Blog Hop to celebrate fiction writing co-hosted by Tina & Mayuri. They give a photo prompt every week and participants need to write a flash fiction based on the photo in 100-150 words.
When Sarala started to learn reading and writing from her husband Raghu, she was ridiculed by the entire family.
She had chosen to marry Raghu who could read, write over Damodar, who owned acres of farmland. Her parents had been surprised by her choice but they couldn’t pursue her to change it.
Family members scolded, laughed and insulted her for choosing to learn over cooking, cleaning, sewing like other women in the family but Raghu continued to teach her wholeheartedly.
Consecutive 3 years of drought sent all the men of the house to the city looking for work, leaving only women behind.
Now Sarala is the only one capable of handling day-to-day affairs outside & money matters in the household.
All those who laughed at her depend on her to read letters from their husbands, sons and write answers.
Friday, August 18, 2017
The shiny shoes - Photo Flash Fiction #FridayPhotoFiction
This story is written as part of Friday Foto Fiction. It is a Weekly Blog Hop to celebrate fiction writing co-hosted by Tina & Mayuri. They give a photo prompt every week and participants need to write a flash fiction based on the photo in 100-150 words.
She always dreamed of those shiny shoes as she watched her mother don them every evening, leaving for her work. One day she had tried them on only to be scolded severely by her mother. “You will never ever wear those shoes, do you hear me?” It took her many years to understand what had she done wrong.
She was overwhelmed as she put them on after so many years, the only thing she inherited from mother besides her dancing skills. Even as an internationally acclaimed dancer, she found it difficult to fit in those shoes.
She was overwhelmed as she put them on after so many years, the only thing she inherited from mother besides her dancing skills. Even as an internationally acclaimed dancer, she found it difficult to fit in those shoes.
Friday, August 11, 2017
The Free Bird - Flash Fiction writing #FridayPhotoFiction
This story is written as part of Friday Foto Fiction. It is a Weekly Blog Hop to celebrate fiction writing co-hosted by Tina & Mayuri. They give a photo prompt every week and participants need to write a flash fiction based on the photo in 100-150 words.
She had waited for this day all her life.
Born after a painful wait of many years, she was the apple of her parents' eyes. They wouldn’t let out of their sight even for a day. She yearned for the camps, overnight trips and all the fun her friends had in school days. She was torn between the desire to explore the world and having to hurt her parents to do that.
This marriage was her ticket. Thousands of miles from here, a new country, different culture it was just perfect.
Brian wasn’t a bad choice either.
Thursday, August 10, 2017
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